Whatcha Doin'
Whatcha Doin' - Sleepy John Estes
I married my baby, married her for myself
Then if I don't keep her, don't want nobody else
CHORUS: Got to give in kind, just what, what you do
Now, depot agent, don't tell me no lie
Did my baby stop here, did she keep on by?
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Now I hate to hear Illinois Central blow
When my feet get tickled makes me want to go
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When a man does workin', you know he's doin' what's right
Some old low-down rouster, tryin' to steal his wife
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Now, I got up this morning, couldn't make no time
I didn't have no blues, messed all up in mind
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Now take me, baby, won't be mean no more
You can get all my lovin' let that blacksnake go
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Now, see her in the morning, rag tied 'round her head
Ask her to cook your breakfast, swear she near 'most dead
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